Jennifer's personal assistant

You stop in shock as you feel her tighten the chastity tube back around your shrunken cock.

'Yes you fucking have him now, right where you want him. He's seen how good it can be and how much he needs the release. And now he's scared. He'll do anything,' Jennifer thought.

"What..? What are you doing?" You ask.

"There. That will do nicely." She says, proud of herself.

"but why...?"

"You owe me remember?" She said.

"I can pay you!"

"Shut up, it's not money that I need. You need to quit thinking with your penis and start thinking with your head. You can do that for me right? That was your thing back in high school.

You see, I've been failing my classes at the community college, and with the semester winding down... "

You start to say something, but she cuts you off.

"...Well I thought all hope was lost, then you came in with your little "problem". Well I have a problem of my own, and that big brain of yours is going to be just what I need. You see all of my graded assignments are done at home. And that's where you come in. You're going to do them for me."

"You could've just asked," you start to say.

"As if, I remember how much of a goody goody you were in high school. You never once helped anyone cheat."

It's true, even if you weren't like that now, you definitely were back in high school, and that's how she knew you as.

"Besides I needed some insurance"

She dangles the key in front of you then attaches it to her necklace and it flows down her shirt resting on her bosomm

My next assignment is due a week from today. I highly recommend you call me before then. Now get out of my store before I really have to humiliate you.